After the fashion show, as per the usual practice of the LD Jewelry Fashion Week, all participating designers and guests are invited to attend a banquet in the grand hall.
However, Claire Shaw did not receive an invitation.
When she took the initiative to inquire, the staff from the organizers said they had forgotten about her.
Holding the invitation in her hand, no amount of makeup could hide the resentment on Claire Shaw’s face.
What does this mean?
Does she have to rely on others to grant her the privilege of attending the banquet?!
Despite the fact that she had painstakingly prepared three invaluable haute couture dresses for the jewelry fashion week.
While changing in the dressing room, Claire Shaw noticed that Serena Jennings brought only one evening gown.
If she were to spray the remaining hydrochloric acid on Serena’s gown, then Serena would have no choice but to wear a plain black ladies’ suit to the banquet.
Initially, while Serena was disposing of something, Claire Shaw secretly approached the gown Serena had set aside.
But then she hesitated.
Even if she destroyed that dress with hydrochloric acid, it wasn’t as if Serena would have nothing to wear.
Such revenge seemed too childish.
Thinking of her cold reception today, and remembering how Serena and Quentin Xavier had jointly played a trick on her, Claire Shaw could not swallow this resentment.
Merely ruining a dress was far from enough...
If she were to destroy, she should destroy Serena’s face!
Claire Shaw quickly returned to her locker, a plan forming in her mind.
The grand hall was resplendent, filled with clinking glasses.
Before the fashion show, Serena hadn’t anticipated that she would become the focal point of the entire LD Jewelry Fashion Week.
After all, she was just a rookie designer, and to stay low-key, she wore a pure black off-shoulder mermaid evening gown tonight, elegant yet conservative, a safe choice.
She originally thought she would be the most unnoticed among the many guests, who were all either wealthy or noble, but as soon as she stepped into the banquet hall, a group of prominent figures gathered around her.
Serena was not good at socializing.
But on such occasions, it was difficult for her to avoid socializing even if she wanted to.
Claire Shaw entered the banquet hall after Serena, having chosen the most lavish and expensive of her three dresses, a pink silk gown adorned with tens of thousands of natural crystals. She had also put significant effort into her hairstyle and had deliberately worn the pink diamond hairpiece she had showcased on the runway.
Claire Shaw thought, even if this crowd didn’t appreciate her designs, at least they could admire her battle attire.
However, she felt invisible, unnoticed as she walked through the hall.
Even Caleb Lockwood was too occupied with socializing with business moguls to notice her existence at all.
Claire Shaw bit her lower lip, suppressing the anger within her chest, and began searching for her target.
The grand hall was vast, and there were too many attendees at the LD Jewelry Fashion Week. Many weren’t interested in the fashion show, yet wouldn’t miss the chance to meet influential people, exchange information, and acquire resources at the banquet.
For instance, Peter didn’t attend the fashion show because he was working, but he was invited to the banquet and had to squeeze his way through the crowd of big shots to reach Serena.
Serena hadn’t expected to see Peter there.
Peter was dressed very formally, in a fitted black tailcoat with a British flair, his slicked-back hair elevating his charisma to a new level.
"How do I look today?" Peter asked Serena.
Serena smiled and replied, "Very charming."
"Dressed just for you,"
Upon these words, seeing Serena momentarily stunned, Peter quickly added, "Just kidding."
Serena and Peter were laughing and chatting.
Meanwhile, as Caleb Lockwood was socializing, he subtly glanced at Serena, the displeasure in his eyes hidden by the darkness of his pupils.
Claire Shaw was still searching aimlessly for her target, but before finding them, she bumped into Quentin Xavier.

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